Afterwards, Mr. Nikolaevich praised him very much, and his status in Nikolaevich's small circle also rose. After all, no one would refuse an allies who could take out hundreds of thousands of dollars without blinking.

Therefore, Tykhomirov didn't care about Fu Song's sarcasm, but instead smiled humbly: "Mr. Fu, I am very sorry for the trouble you have suffered in recent times. In order to express my sincere apology, I specially prepared a gift for you."

After saying that, he clapped his hands behind him. The four Russians immediately opened the wooden box, and then carefully moved a square object out of the box. The surface was covered with a layer of plastic cloth, covering it tightly.

Fu Song took a look and guessed that this should be a painting, but he has never been interested in the so-called work of art. Isn’t it just a broken painting? I don’t care about it at all!

One of the two big men carried the side, and the other two big men carefully took the plastic cloth apart, and the last oil painting was displayed in front of Fu Song.

Fu Song suddenly widened his eyes. I wanted to take back the flag I just now. I really like this painting!

Chen Hong was also looking at the oil painting, but she immediately turned her head aside and spat inwardly, "Shameless, hooligan, so shameless!"

Although Najia felt blushing, she kept staring at the oil painting with an admiring look, sighing: "It's really beautiful!"

Because she spoke Russian, Chen Hong didn't understand, but she was quite dissatisfied with Najia's unconcealed behavior, and secretly scolded the Russian woman for being shameless!

Fu Song stared at a part of the oil painting without turning his eyes out.

Logically speaking, he has seen countless girls. Ahem, he has studied some places quite well, but this is the first time he has come into contact with art forms like this in front of him.

"It's pretty good!" Fu Song sighed as he leaned over and almost pressed his face against the oil painting.

Chen Hong didn't get angry, but she just couldn't say anything in front of outsiders, so she could only sulk next to her.

When Tyhomirov saw Fu Song looking happy, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, saying that he had given the gift the right one.

"Mr. Fu, this painting is called femme   nue     couche (interested readers can check it online, and I won't translate it here). It is one of Courbet's many paintings. It was originally owned by Baron Frenz Hartvani, a Hungarian Jewish collector. It disappeared in the basement of the Bank of Budapest after World War II..."

When Zikhomirov said this, he suddenly saw Fu Song stretching out his fingers to pick it on a part of the oil painting, and his eyelids twitched. This is femme    nue    couche. How could he touch it with his fingers? What if it is broken?

Seeing him stopping, Fu Song said without raising his head: "Old Ji, keep going, where did you snatch it from?"

Tykomirov twitched his lips and smiled, "I heard someone say that this painting appeared in Czechoslovakia, so he went there and bought it."

Buy it? Haha, I'm afraid it was a trick.

Fu Song said in amazement: "Lao Ji, you have a heart, I like this painting very much."

Tykhomirov said happily: "It is a blessing for this oil painting to find collectors like Mr. Fu."

Fu Song curled his lips and reluctantly withdrew his gaze from a part of the oil painting. He looked up at him and said funny: "Lao Ji, don't tell me that you have been looking for this oil painting for more than a month."

Tyhomirov choked by him and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Fu, many unpredictable things have happened in the past month. During that period, I have been hiding from and not daring to show up. Today I am so happy to see Miss Najia safe and sound."

Naga bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Thikhomirov, thank you!"

Well, Tykhomirov really climbed up the pole and actually used Naga to block his mouth.

For Najia, I won’t bother with him anymore.

Fu Song knew that Jikhomirov would not go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so he came to visit the door early in the morning, so he must have discussed something, so he waved his hand to signal the idle people to wait for it.

Chen Hong pointed to the oil painting and said to Chrys: "Hang this painting in my room!"

Chrys looked at Fu Song as if asking for help. Fu Song was helpless and nodded in resolutely. He originally wanted to study it carefully after a while and count how many hairs there were. Forget it.

Sitting down on the sofa, Fu Song took the cup from Najia and said to her: "You go and learn Chinese from Miss Chen."

Najia said obediently: "Okay, sir."

Tyhomirov opened his eyes wide and said in surprise: "Did you ask Miss Najia to learn Chinese? Do you want to take her back to China?"

Fu Song held the teacup and smiled, "Why not? I like Najia very much. Although she has suffered a wound on her shoulder, she..., hehehe."

Jihomirov also laughed, and his eyes rolled under the golden glasses and said, "Mr. Fu, if you like this type of woman, I can find you a dozen..."

Fu Song waved his hand and said, "No, Lao Ji, I said, I like Najia very much."

The smile on Jihomirov's face froze and he said anxiously: "Mr. Fu, listen to my explanation. I really didn't ask Najia to do anything, I swear!"

Fu Song smiled unanimously: "I hope no one will disturb Miss Najia from now on. Do you understand what I mean?"

Tyhomirov breathed a sigh of relief and quickly patted his chest and promised: "Mr. Fu, I understand what you mean. I believe Mr. Nikolaevich will make arrangements."

"How did Miss Najia pass the blockade that day?" Fu Song changed his sentence and took the doubt that had been held in his heart for a long time to the table. If he did not resolve this doubt, there would be a big knot between him and Najia.

Tykhomirov didn't think much and explained with a smile: "That's not simple? The US dollar has opened the way. There is no problem that the US dollar cannot solve. If it cannot be solved, the only reason is that it will be less."

Fu Song laughed silently, as if he was indeed a slut, "including the soldiers' rebellion?"

Tyhomirov said frankly: "This is why Mr. Nikolaevich wants to deepen his friendship with you."

Fu Song nodded, took a sip of tea and said, "I always think that Mr. Nikolaevich is a passionate and wise leader. I believe that under the leadership of Mr. Nikolaevich, the Russian Federation will overcome all difficulties."

Tykomirov said: "I will convey your meaning to Mr. Nikolaevich. Mr. Fu, Mr. Nikolaevich asked me to ask you that if it is convenient, he would like to meet you."

"Hehe..." Fu Song laughed twice first, then burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!